Aalayah and the Stars

Chapter 3

Aalayahs POV:

"The dog got out, huh ?", I hear Zara sarcastically ask me on our walk back home. She's obnoxiously dragging her feet along the side walk, making me extremely angry.

Rolling my eyes at her comment, I let go of her hand, letting her walk on her own. "Well what was I supposed to say, Zara?" I exasperate.

"My moms a bitch", Zara says in response to me. Anger begins bubbling up in my chest, as I start getting extremely annoyed. She's just too similar to me. "Don't cuss", I lecture her with a roll of my eyes.

The air nips at my skin, leaving me shivering. I begin to zip up my jacket as I hear Zara say, "You cuss", with an accusing tone.

"Yes, well I'm old enough. You're 5." I try reason with her. Does she not realize she's too young?

"Whatever" , Zara responds and begins to disregard me. She never listens to me. Not that I can be mad about that, because technically I taught her that by seeing my lack of attention given to people that try to lecture me.

Sighing, I turn my head to look at the passing cars. Feeling the exhaustion seeping in from the long day, as well as the annoying sound of Zara dragging her shoes against the side walk. I begin to think about the two women from Zara's classroom.

Wind nips at my face as I think back to how they had talked to me with concern and almost, care?

I frown at the cars as I begin to crave the warm feeling of care that I've lacked for so many years.

My eyes begin to burn at the humiliating thought that I have felt so unloved for so long, that a mere suggestion from two strangers had made me feel so loved and cared for.

Pursing my lips I look back at Zara, making sure she's not doing anything bad because I've stopped hearing the dragging of her shoes.

But as I turn to look at her, I realize that she's already looking at me with confusion and worry.

"Are you okay, sissy?" I hear Zara say a bit quietly, assumingely in attempt not to have the others on the side walk hear.

I smile at her and begin to nod my head, "I'm alright, just thinking."

Unsure, Zara mutters out a worried 'okay', and grabs ahold of my hand, turning her head to the front, to look up at all of the people passing by.

With a slight exhale, I do the same as Zara, and begin to take in everybody that passes by. I wonder what it would be like to be them.

A/N -

Sorry this chapter is so short, this is sort of a filler chapter that has been sitting in my notes for quite some time. I'm trying to figure out where I'm going to go with this story, and which route I'd like to take. If you have any suggestions please comment down below. Thank you!! 💕

(If you're going through and RR this A/N and feel like somethings missing, I ended up deleting some stuff out of it 😹.)